Boss Lady

Chapter 6

He wasn't on time as expected. The guy has a higher testosterone level than Lawrence. It was thirty minutes past seven p.m. and still no sign of him. He expected me to call, ask him if he was on his way. An act that will let him know I was that desperate but I am more a man than woman; I won't give him that satisfaction. He is probably in his limo outside waiting for his phone to ring. So, I will sit here and drink wine as I wait for him. I was about to call the waiter to top up when I heard a familiar chime. I reached for my purse and picked up the call. "I hope you know what you are doing." And with that, the line went dead. I perused the phone going to chats to find a recording. Pulling out my earphones, I attached them and hit play.

I can give you what you want Vincent.

And what's that?

Denise of course, It no secret you want to do more than business with her.

I can get what I want without your help.

She's a feisty one; you'll be calling me for help.

Don't count on it.

The encounter didn't bother me much; like I said, more man than woman. If I was running on hormonal imbalance I would be outraged that they saw the pussy more than they saw the woman I am but no, I was born different. I accept I am a woman and that is how I got this far, what hit my nerves was the tone of the voice. The discussion didn't seem like there was any pet up anger. It seemed friendly and the last sentence, more like a joke. The only thing missing in his conversation was 'buddy' because it was certain these two were buddies. What kind of a joke were they running?

I was still thinking about it when the devil himself decided to show up. I quickly packed up my phone securely in my purse and plastered a smile on my face while I stood up. The hug took too long for comfort and he coped a feel, which I let him get away with. There was a game being played here and I wanted to know why but the recording did show something I could use. His desire. He wanted me, well not me but sex, which was something I could use to my advantage. We sat and he wasted no time calling the waiter and ordering, the most expensive item on the menu. I was the one paying after all, let him indulge himself. I am not broke yet.

"You're call was definitely a surprise."

I laughed shaking my head "Am sure it wasn't, not to you at least."

"You look good still hot since the last time I saw you."

"Yeah, I try to keep fit, you know diet, eat more salads." He laughed.

"You haven't changed but your tastes have, this place is really nice."

"I like the ambiance; it knows how to set the mood"

"Indeed it does." He wasn't even faking his intention, not bothering to disguise it. A pity excuse of man. I picked up my glass, taking a sip to hide my disgust. Lucky for me the waiter arrived a moment later, setting the sea delicacy infront of him and the turkey spread infront of me. He was quickly gone. I personally lost my appetite so I played with my food, watching him as he ate a thousand dollars worth of food like a hungry man from Africa.

He was definitely going to milk this encounter, not even bothering with dinner pleasantries as he remained quiet and ate. This is what I was dealing with, it was right there but there was something more. Something he was hiding and it was a mystery to me. A mystery I'll know soon enough. Once in a while, he gave me sideways glances, which I reciprocated with a smile. A soon he was done, he went on his phone. If I didn't invite him here I could have been looking at my watch impatiently and on the verge of my seat, ready to leave when the opportunity presented itself.

Now here I was fighting the need to look desperately at my wristwatch so I can know how much of my time he wasted. After what I guess could have been after thirty minutes on his phone swiping, he finally looked at me, flashing me a smile. "Now Denise, tell me what was the reason for inviting me to this lovely dinner" Lovely dinner my ass. I smiled looking at him, "What? Can't an acquaintance invite another for dinner" He laughed, "Denise don't be coy, news gets around fast." He said as fast as lightening. "Get out with it."

I huffed which from his point of view could be from reluctance but in real sense it was from being ordered around "Fine. Lawrence is after my company and he smoothed talked my primary investor into dropping out and I was hoping you could purchase the shares before the news got out." He nodded, settling back in his chair more comfortably, smiling. After a few moments, he said okay.

"Sorry what?"

"I'll buy the shares"

"Really?" I looked at him doubtably. "You agreed to fast." He just went on smiling at me with that smile. "What do you want?" He laughed again, full out this time. "Nothing" "Really?"

He smiled; leaning on the table, making sure his sea-infested breath blew in my face. "Well, nothing you can't give." "I don't understand" He leaned back again and just eyed me. After a few minutes he said, "Suck my dick" "What?" He smiled, "Don't play coy, Denise, get under the table and suck my dick." So this was it huh, pay for dinner and get bamboozled to give out sex. I put a look of shock on my face even though I was fully expecting this but I had to play the damsel in distress and an ignorant one at that. I smiled a happy smile, not because of his offer but because he proved my assumption right. When I mentioned Lawrence there was no shred of anger in his eyes, which means that they were indeed 'buddies'. And he opened up the opportunity for me to discover the mystery he was hiding.

I leaned in, "I can't Vincent. It's never a good thing to mix business with pleasure"

He also leaned in "Who said that?"

I shrugged, "Some guy. You see right now we are just business acquaintances, entrepreneurs, we are on the same leave but when we move to pleasure-" I shrugged again. He got in closer. "Denise, even right now we are not equals" A comment which should have had me on the attack mode but I was after something more so I let it slide. I got even closer, "I can be demanding, controlling; I don't think you'll like it." He move in even closer, "we'll see about that" I got in all up in his face and smiled. "I have a room upstairs."